WARNING: This post is a mess, you don’t really need to read it.
Gahh I’m not supposed to have feelings what is this shit.
‘cause like, the whole holding things together thing works a lot better in theory than in reality. See, in theory I have this really un-human characteristic of not possessing emotions. Like a robot. But unfortunately I’m like the robot in the movies who can actually love for some reason, except it’s like, what the fuck I’m supposed to be a machine, right? This is not the plan. I’m not supposed to have to deal with myself. This analogy sucks but whatever. Kay, night. I need a drink.*
*Or several
